Smuggler’s Notch 2012 Travelogue, Part II
His first jump sends pool water up a geyser’s height. His second jump nearly soaks the MC.
His third jump barely ripples the water.
He swims to me oblivious of his loss.
at night even lifeguards
The path leads through thick woods. Maple trees and pines enclose us from Route 108 and the greenways of cross-country trails.
Wooden-plank bridges resembling crate pallets cross dry creek beds. Whatever moose may have come in the past, none appear today.
across the trail
scampering through sunlight
Wine Tasting at Boyden Valley Vineyard
The Red River-Bend has a smooth and strong flavor. The others manage to be sweet and tart at the same time. A few sips, and Mira is almost tipsy.
Outside, we lounge on plastic Adirondack chairs on the lawn in front of “The Barn.” Mount Mansfield rises like a camel hump from the Boyden Valley floor.
a gentle green hill
more by FRANK J. TASSONE
photography by Sarah Babineau